Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen

Roman

I watch as her eyes widen, and she tries her hardest to sit up and scoot away from me. I take the key I put around my neck and unfasten one of her cuffs before quickly bringing her arms up over her head and fastening the open side to one of the lamps on the bedside table that is bolted down.

"What…what are you doing?"

"I'm finishing what we started in the penthouse."

I can tell by her eyes that she is trying to put my words into context which gives me just enough time to run my hands up her legs and up under her skirt. The look on her face is both comical and cute as fuck. Her eyes widen and her mouth falls into a perfect ‘o'.

I have my fingers under the band of her panties and have them tugged down by the time she finally finds her voice. "Oh, you mean…," her brow furrows, "you mean you brought me with you just so you could, what? Get off? Use me to…"

"You know, I think I like it better when you can't speak when we play these games."

I leave her only to come back with one of my ties. "Don't you dare. Rome! We can't do it on the plane! People are here, someone will come in, the woman will… Roman!" The last comes out as a muffle of sound as I place the tie in her open mouth.

"One, do you really think I would ever let someone else see you the way I get to see you when you are like this?"

Her eyes meet mine and I spot the doubt there. That's alright. I have the rest of our lives to prove to her what kind of man I am and that I will never, ever share this. But for now, I relieve her worry with words.

"I don't share what is mine, sunshine. I don't fuck around. I don't play games…unless, of course, I'm playing them with you but that's a completely different scenario, and I will never let someone see you the way I see you when you lose control for me. I didn't let Roan -or your sister- see you when I tied your little ass to the first chair and I'm not about to let someone come in and find you like this when I have your panties off and you handcuffed to my bed."

Some of the concern slips from her eyes. She mumbles something that sounds like a reply but when I take the tie out of her mouth it's nothing but sass.

"I'm not handcuffed to your bed. I'm cuffed to the table."

The fact she's still so damn saucy has my dick growing even harder and my admiration for her triples. I love that she won't let things bring her down, that she will keep fighting no matter what. I love that stubborn determination. And I love how she looks laid out in front of me.

I love how soft she is, how sweet her mouth is, and her eyes and how they snap fire without her having to say a word. I might just love her. But I don't think my little ray of sunshine is ready to listen to that just yet. So, I keep it to myself…for now.

I run my hands up her bare thighs, skating my thumbs over her soft skin until I reach the juncture of her legs. Only when I come to the top do I flip her skirt up so I can look at what belongs to me. She squeezes her legs together so tightly I can't see anything but the top of her bare mound. I run my hands up and over the soft swell causing her to gasp even as I yank the top of her dress down so her breasts fall out. When I put my hand on one of the silken globes she gasps again, her eyes widen but she doesn't say anything. I give her what I hope is a comforting smile before I take the hard bud of her nipple in between my fingers and give it a firm squeeze, watching as the touch surprises her and she shifts her focus long enough that her clenched muscles allow me to slip my hand in between her thighs.

She tries to scoot back but there is no place for her to go. I come over her and take her mouth with my own before lowering it to her hard peak and laving it with my tongue. She cries out as I take her nipples between my lips, first one and then the other, and start sucking and nipping the tight tips. I made sure the flight attendant knew to stay at the front of the plane so it would be impossible for her to hear my sweet sunbeam crying out my name and I'm superbly glad I did, listening to all her sweet sighs and moans grow louder and more uncontrolled.

My hand, which has been just gently cupping the softness between her legs, starts to play and explore causing her to cry out louder and louder. She is just as soft as she was when I touched her in my bedroom at the penthouse. I eventually leave her tempting breasts to wind my way down her delicious, little body leaving love marks all along the way.

When my lips hover over the top of her mound, her eyes widen even more, and she tries harder to close her legs. She's too late. My broad shoulders are already wedging her thighs wide, leaving her completely open for me.

"Keep your eyes open and on me the entire time, sunshine."

I give the order as I slowly lower my mouth and use my tongue to draw circles and symbols on the top of her sweet skin before dipping the tip of my tongue into the very top of her crevice.

"Oh, shit! R…Rome!"

"You like that? You like knowing my tongue is touching you're soft, sweet pussy?"

Her eyes look shocked but there is a fire burning there in the green orbs that makes me want to fan the flames. I drag my tongue over the outside of her pussy only teasing her by letting it slowly slip in every now and then. Her hips dance up and down trying to make me kiss her harder, use more of my tongue, and give her what she wants. But I want her to be sure, so I keep teasing the soft slit.

"For fuck's sake, put your fucking tongue on me!"

I hide my grin by burying my face in her pussy and feeding from her. I use both my thumbs to open her little lips apart and run my tongue over her, two, three, four quick swipes and her thighs are tensing up and she's panting my name out. I focus on her hardened bud and watch as she comes apart for me so sweetly.

"Oh God, please!" I bat the nub with the tip of my tongue before gently sucking it! She cries out and goes stiff, her legs trembling around me and her tight pussy flooding my mouth. "Holy shit! I...Roman!! Don't…don't stop! Please don't stop!"

I have no intention of stopping or slowing down. As her orgasm quickly bleeds into another one, I slowly insert the tip of my finger inside of her. God, she's so fucking tight. I can barely fit it into her snug entrance.

Her eyes fly to mine when she realizes what I am doing.

"I'm not going to take your fucking cherry in a plane, sunshine. What kind of man do you think I am? I just want to…prepare you. Just a little bit."

"Oh. Oh…okay." She slowly relaxes as I place my lips back on her clit but go at a much softer pace than before. I want her aware of what I am doing, every little thing. "Oh sweet…oh…Roman! Roman!"

I tilt my finger up and start exploring until I find that perfect spot and she goes from cautious to craving in seconds.

"God, please, Roman. Fuck…fuck me! Just do it. Please."

I tsk at her, "You don't mean that sunbeam. You don't really…"

"Don't tell me what I want, Roman! I know what I want, and I want you to…oh God, keep doing it! Just a little more! Please!" She goes from frowning and being mad as hell at me for trying to tell her what she can and can't do, to moaning out my name and begging me.

I use my tongue along with the finger her body is squeezing the blood out of to send her closer and closer to the edge until, finally, she is all but rubbing her sweet pussy up and down on my face and moaning with every breath. Her thighs start to shake and her body tenses as she grows wetter and tighter.

"Roman, please. Yes! Yes!" Her body starts pulsing and contracting and cream runs down my chin and drips on the bed beneath us. Her whole being twists and she cums for me over and over again until her body sags under me. Her eyes close and her breathing evens out as I am left to clean her, and the mess I left in my pants, up.

I've never came in my pants before, never been so out of control I couldn't stop the on-rush of pleasure…until Nolia.